Sometimes, loving you is like trying to hug a porcupine.
Any sane person would stop trying to hug the porcupine after the first try;
if they were even loony enough to try a first time, because you know it hurts like hell.
But me, I keep coming back, I keep trying to hug you.
Even when it hurts so bad that I don’t know if I can take it anymore.
Because I love you, my dear porcupine.
& I promised I would never give up.
if they were even loony enough to try a first time, because you know it hurts like hell.
But me, I keep coming back, I keep trying to hug you.
Even when it hurts so bad that I don’t know if I can take it anymore.
Because I love you, my dear porcupine.
& I promised I would never give up.
Dear readers, if you’re still out there:
I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long.
I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long.
Time keeps moving forward, and I keep trying to stand still.
I see kids standing where I stood, doing what I did, and I feel like I’ve lost something.
I’m not a child anymore, I spent every year of my adolescence feeling so falsely grown up,
so worldly and wise.
And now I don’t want to be.
I see kids standing where I stood, doing what I did, and I feel like I’ve lost something.
I’m not a child anymore, I spent every year of my adolescence feeling so falsely grown up,
so worldly and wise.
And now I don’t want to be.
I want to say what’s real, so everyone will understand.
But this is something that they have to do on their own.
I can’t guide them, or hold their hand.
But this is something that they have to do on their own.
I can’t guide them, or hold their hand.
I’ve spent the last few months growing.
Stretching my energy and exhausting myself.
I’ve never worked so hard or given so much.
I had to work out in my head whether to keep trying, or if it was time to run.
Stretching my energy and exhausting myself.
I’ve never worked so hard or given so much.
I had to work out in my head whether to keep trying, or if it was time to run.
Love is hard, and I didn’t understand.
More than anything, it is life that makes it difficult.
Sometimes, you have to be the stronger one, because the person you love can’t.
More than anything, it is life that makes it difficult.
Sometimes, you have to be the stronger one, because the person you love can’t.
I never thought I’d be the stronger one, the kind that doesn’t give up.
But I guess that changes when you find something to fight for; someone to love.
But I guess that changes when you find something to fight for; someone to love.
